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I also wanted to speak on Rih being accused of hanging with lots of men. I have only known of two bf’s and one strong infatuation for her.  She herself has expressed the importance of preserving herself and so far there is no evidence that she hasn’t.  She is highly admired and is aware of that, but she has a limited of what she will allow.  Loyalty is really important to her, you can tell based on how she interacts with her family, friends, fans and her approach to her career.  There are no reports, footage of her sneaking men in her car, hotel, etc.  Nor any of her hanging off random dudes arm dating every night. She is driven and focused concerning the things that are important to her. 

I have been observing from a distance and see that some are stating this is Karma for Rih bc of how her and CB got back together.  I see it so different.  He sang many songs about her for years expressing his love for her and desire to reconcile all while in a relationship with others including his last/current??.  Anyway, he pursued her through his music for years and we saw that he had an open relationship with KT, so technically she didn’t interfere with anything.  Whatever understanding they had after reconciling, i believe she expected him to honor that has her man and friend for the last decade.  I don’t see why karma would be towards her for loving a man that she considered her best friend that she sacrificed a lot to have.  They are both emotionally immature one more so than the other and that can be challenging when trying to work through relationship issues.  I don’t believe that Rih expected a commitment of marriage, only of the relationship itself that included trust, honesty and loyalty.  He didn’t seem to value the relationship and treat it as a priority IMO.  He expressed a great deal of value and commitment in his codependent friendships with (KT, OHB, dogs, etc) many times in interviews and actions.  As the women in his life, I am sure Rih expected the same and more and I don’t blame her if that was the case.  All the things he sought from his many codependents, she was capable of giving him.  I don’t think he trusted her love enough to let go and focus on them and his career only.

Just my opinion based on observation and my life experiences.

“Right. Okay. We’re doing this.” Robyn said nervously as the plane touched down in Miami.

“Look, you’re not delivering yourself to be wed or anything. We’re just going to have some fun, on memorial day with some rappers…who Chris doesn’t like…much. Mainly because he a jealous fool.” Mel said making Robyn laugh and then look thoughtful.

“How was I before Mel? I can’t remember. Did I used to worry about what some guy thinks before I did anything?” Robyn asked her.

“Before what?” Mel asked.

“Before the blight that is Chris Brown came into my life.” Robyn clarified.

Mel laughed, “You mean in the time before the earth cooled? Who can remember? There was Rohan, I remember. He was nice.” She said with a nostalgic sigh.

“Yes. He was.” Robyn agreed reminiscently, “but he stopped calling when I moved to New York. What was a girl to do?”

Mel shrugged, “I hear he has a kid now. And a girl.” She said.

“Wow. You kept that quiet!” Robyn exclaimed.

Mel shrugged again, “I didn’t think you cared.”

“I don’t…didn’t. but now that I know…I kind of do. What she have that I don’t?” Robyn said, making Mel laugh.

“Time.” She said.

There was a car waiting for us outside. Aubrey had sent it; Roc nation, Robyn’s management firm, had also sent a car. They looked after their own. So we were spoilt for choice. After a debate about whether this car represented an excess of thirstiness on Aubrey’s part, we decided to go with the Roc Nation SUV. Or rather, Mel and Robyn did. They didn’t ask me, though I was in favour. Aubrey’s Daimler was too..much. like a pimp car or something.

It turned out to be a good choice because as we arrived at our hotel room, we were greeted with a roomful of red roses. I left immediately. Those flowers are a haven of bees, talk about outnumbered. I decided to go in search of swamp. Robyn and Mel were going to lounge about the pool anyway, the video shoot wasn’t till later, and Aubrey would come for us. I did intend to find swamp but I was distracted by all the B positive available in the pool area. The amount of sangria mixed in with the B positive made me kind of dizzy but I wasn’t complaining. I was good.

Aubrey called at 4pm to let us know he was on his way and Mel and Robyn went off to change. I decided to wait in the lobby, being too dizzy for the stairs and I didn’t need to change.

Aubrey walked in to the reception with a little entourage in tow, rock star shades in place. He still looked lost though. He went to the reception to announce himself and the lady there called Robyn to ask her if she could let them up, but she refused. They would come down. Aubrey looked a bit disappointed but he contained it. When Robyn stepped in the room, he forgot all about his pique anyway. He was all over her like white on rice. Robyn smiled as best she could but she looked like she wanted to lean away from his intensity half the time. It was funny.

The shoot was all red lights and smokiness and my dizziness was not helping me to understand what was going on. There was loud music, and cameras in everyone’s faces and a lot of talking, but that’s really all I could decipher. Aubrey stayed close, but there were a lot of other guys there, light fat guys, dark fat guys, dark buff guys, and dancers. they all seemed to know each other quite well and after the shoot, we went out to the club. I love clubs, so full of food…usually. Today I was still kinda…okay, I’ll say it, I was possibly drunk, and I didn’t want to be hungover so I avoided drunk blood. Aubrey kept Robyn close, even holding her hand at some point and whispering stuff in her ear. Robyn smiled her, ‘Oh God when will this end?’ smile and signaled frantically to Mel who was busy dancing with someone called Trey so she wasn’t really paying attention. Plus, she was definitely in the sangria crowd so I doubt she was sober.

The night was fun though, as much as one can have fun with a depressive personality and finally Robyn was able to drag Mel away back to the hotel.

“Soo did you have fun?” Mel asked as we drove to the hotel.

“Not really.” Robyn replied.

“Okay, if you minus Drake from the equation, did you have fun?” Mel persisted.

“Not really. My head is too full of…stuff.” Robyn said, waving her arms around her head to demonstrate.

“mmmh.” Was all Mel replied. She dozed off even before we arrived. Robyn and Mark had to drag her up to bed.

Robyn flopped onto her own bed, feeling a heavy weight on her chest, and she didn’t know why. Although she fell asleep pretty fast her rest was uneasy and she had weird dreams she didn’t remember in the morning. The ping of her message tone woke her up with a start at 5am. She picked up the phone and stared at the message in disbelief.

Okay, so you’ve had your revenge. Can we talk now?